Spiritual Freedom
I imagine my soul will be lifted by my Life
To an endless dance with daisies,
Where I can float between the stars and the earth
At Will,
In the hush of a dewy night,
Swimming in glee,
Shouting "yippee!"
While old men snooze in rocking chairs,
Unaware
And I bumble and somersault in thick clouds with free abandon
Yes, that's what they call True Spirit!
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